Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 351 338: Not Wanting to Be Taken by a Stone, Peng Sword Immortal Chooses to Break Out

In the Great Desert, Lin Qianyan piloted the Spiritual Ship for hundreds of miles. Once she confirmed they were safe, she raised her hand to deploy an array to conceal their tracks and spoke softly to the two young women behind her:

"Yueqiu, Miss Ji, you two wait here. I'm going to get Brother Pei back."

Qing Yueqiu gripped the hilt of Luminous and said urgently, "Sister Lin, please let me go with you!"

Lin Qianyan shook her head, her voice—usually as gentle as a big sister's—growing uncharacteristically stern.

"No. The only reason Brother Pei went out there was to let you escape safely, Yueqiu. If you go back now, why would he have bothered compromising with those Demon Cultivators in the first place?"

Qing Yueqiu bit her lower lip and ultimately said no more.

Seeing that Yueqiu had finally relented, Lin Qianyan prepared to head back toward the Northern Desert Boundary Stele.

Just then, a terrifying ripple of power, one that made even her heart tremble, emanated from the distance.

Lin Qianyan looked toward the source of the ripple. It was coming from the Northern Desert Boundary Stele.

'Oh no, Brother Pei is in danger!'

Lin Qianyan's pupils shrank. Countless terrible memories from A Thousand Years of Great Dream, of times she had been separated from Pei Yuhang, began to flood her mind.

For the current Lin Qianyan, the one thing she could not accept was being separated from Pei Yuhang again!

Losing control of her emotions, a surging tide of Spiritual Qi erupted from her like a tsunami, causing the clear blue sky for miles around to be instantly blotted out by oppressive storm clouds.

"Brother Pei, wait for me—!"

Upon sensing Pei Yuhang was in danger, the usually composed Jade Pool Saintess finally panicked. At this moment, she was even more impulsive than Qing Yueqiu. She shattered space with a single step and charged straight back toward the Northern Desert Boundary Stele.

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"Little fox, let Big Sister dote on you properly~"

Shi Ji reached out and stroked Pei Yuhang's fluffy fox tail. The rough, rocky texture of her palm scraped painfully against him.

This made it all the clearer to Pei Yuhang. 'I'd rather give in to the likes of Shang Miaoyan than ever share a bed with a rock!'

He took a deep breath, preparing to unleash the majestic Sword Qi within him—as vast and powerful as a great river—to fight for a sliver of a chance at survival.

But at that exact moment, the Gargoyles at the base of the tower suddenly let out urgent cries.

Shi Ji, who had just been about to have some fun, frowned. She stood up, clapped her hands, and in the next instant, torrents of mud and stone rose from the ground, encasing Pei Yuhang's hands and feet.

"Little Fox Demon, Big Sister has something to take care of. I'll come back and dote on you later.

Don't you even think about escaping. If you anger Big Sister, the consequences won't be pretty. A handsome little sprite like you… I'd like to dote on you for a few more years."

Shi Ji patted Pei Yuhang's thigh and gave it a hard squeeze, then dissolved into stone dust that scattered across the floor. Her true form seemed to have teleported away through the ground.

Pei Yuhang watched the departing Stone Demon, his brow slightly furrowed.

'Why would that lecherous Stone Demon suddenly leave?'

'If she was here to investigate the destruction of the Cyan Demon Tribe, then the Gargoyles shouldn't have found anything after Qianqian and the others left.'

'Unless…'

"It seems this Stone Demon isn't guarding the boundary stele because of the Cyan Demon affair."

A guess formed in Pei Yuhang's mind, but more important than the internal affairs of the Northern Desert Demon Race was figuring out how to escape.

'Otherwise, when that Shi Ji gets back, this Little Sword Immortal is going to be ravaged.'

"Bai Jingjing, quickly! Use the Silent Sword to break the stone sealing my hands and feet!"

As Pei Yuhang gave the command, a stream of light flew from his body, transforming in mid-air into a longsword that radiated silver light. It began to repeatedly strike the stone crust sealing his legs.

Sparks flew, and the very air seemed to distort from the force of the blows.

But the strikes only left a few white marks on the stone. The Silent Sword, which could split mountains and part seas, was utterly unable to budge the seal left by Shi Ji.

[Pei Yuhang, this restraint left by a Void Refining Great Demon is too strong! I can't break it!]

Hearing Bai Jingjing's voice, Pei Yuhang, for once, didn't bicker with her.

After all, it wasn't Bai Jingjing's fault. The gap in their cultivation levels was just too great.

Pei Yuhang began testing for the best way to break the restraint. After trying dozens of methods, he discovered that the Rock Imprisonment left by Shi Ji seemed to soften slightly in response to pure Fire Attribute Spiritual Energy.

However, the Rock Imprisonment cooled down too quickly. Pei Yuhang estimated that even with his Giant Sun Saint Body, he wouldn't have enough energy to melt all the stone binding his limbs.

But…

Pei Yuhang looked at the Fire Phoenix Jade Bed beneath him, and an idea formed in his mind.

"Bai Jingjing, stop hitting the stone! Go for the Jade Bed beneath me!"

[Okay.]

At a critical moment, Bai Jingjing was actually very reliable.

The Sword Qi coiling around her blade intensified, finally transforming into a streak of light that shot straight toward the Jade Bed behind Pei Yuhang.

WHOOSH—

The whistling Sword Qi kicked up a spray of shattered jade fragments that scraped painfully against the two fox ears on Pei Yuhang's head. He felt he might have to take back his earlier thought about Bai Jingjing being reliable.

'This bratty Sword Spirit is definitely looking for a chance to get back at me!'

But Pei Yuhang had no time to scold Bai Jingjing. As the Fire Phoenix Jade beneath him shattered, torrents of pure Fire Attribute Spiritual Energy gushed out.

Pei Yuhang circulated the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture, inhaling the Fire Attribute Spiritual Energy like a whale drinking the sea.

If an ordinary cultivator were to absorb pure Fire Spiritual Qi so directly without refining it, their meridians would surely burn, and their body would self-immolate.

But Pei Yuhang possessed the Giant Sun Saint Body, and with the Commanding Power of the Yang Emperor Heart Scripture, he could theoretically consume and control any Fire Spirit Treasure in the world!

Pei Yuhang felt as if his body had become a great, roaring furnace. White steam rose from his skin as he channeled all the thermal energy into the stone crust on his limbs.

Gradually, a scorching smell began to rise from the stone. The jet-black crust began to glow a dark red, faintly starting to melt.

"Bai Jingjing, strike!"

VMMMM—

A piercing hum from the sword rang out.

With the combined force from within and without, Pei Yuhang shattered the Void Refining Stone Demon's restraint in one go.

"Talk about a blessing in disguise… I feel like I'm only a thin membrane away from the Void Refining Realm."

Pei Yuhang glanced back at the Fire Phoenix Stone, now drained to a dull gray, and said with delight.

[Forget your feelings and let's go! If we don't leave now, by the time Shi Ji notices, you'll be waiting to get locked in stone again!]

Bai Jingjing's reminder sent a shiver down Pei Yuhang's spine. He took a deep breath and was about to rush out of the tower to reunite with Qianqian and the others.

But just then, a familiar roar echoed from outside.

The roar carried a primeval fury from ancient times, and it faintly exuded a Suppression that transcended the bloodlines of the Ten Thousand Races.

Pei Yuhang's pupils shrank. He turned his head to look outside the tower.

There, in the vast desert, a colossal, jet-black figure unfolded a pair of wings that blotted out the sky.

To the side was an overturned, enormous Spirit Wheel.

In an instant, Pei Yuhang pieced together the situation.

After his trip to Tree Sea Dragon Island, Elder Xiao had told him that a terrorist organization called "Chosen One" was currently active in the Cultivation Realm.

They were searching the entire world for ancient, buried Dragon Corpses, preparing to welcome the return of primeval Divine Spirits.

To the Human Race and the Demon Race, to the Righteous Dao and the Demon Dao, this organization that sought to upend the current order of the Ten Thousand Races was the common enemy of all!

Shi Ji, a Void Refining Realm Demon Cultivator, was likely guarding the Northern Desert Border to intercept this Dragon Corpse that had been excavated by [Chosen One]!